You And I Have Never Liked Each

Escape Plan #5: Open An Alpaca Ranch In Texas, One That Requires All Blond-haired, Brown-eyed, Brainy Girls To Wear Sexy Cowgirl Outfits.

It Was The Most Convulted, Ridiculous Piece Of Logic I'd Heard In Awhile... It Was Something I Would Have Come Up With.

I'm Really Not Good With Impulse Control.

Why Not The Bahamas? Or The Corn Palace?

But The Humans Weren't What Made My Steps Falter As I Walked Through Grass That Had Turned Bright Green With Summer's Touch. It Was Dimitri. Always Dimitri. Dimitri, The Man I Loved. Dimitri, The Strigoi I Wanted To Save. Dimitri, The Monster I'd Most Likely Have To Kill. The Love We'd Shared Always Burned Within Me, No Matter How Often I Told Myself To Move On, No Matter How Much The World Did Think I'd Move On. He Was Always With Me, Always On My Mind, Always Making Me Question Myself.